I Celebrate Myself…

On a Day Like This

It’s Friday. The sky is mostly overcast with the sun peeking its head through the clouds every now and again. I am so introspective I think I can see me insides. I guess that’s what you get on a day like this. I need to get out of my own head. So, I am dragging myself to see this dark comedy called Towelhead, in Manhattan and then off to my Progressive Muslim group’s iftar.

As I write this blog, I am thinking of one of my favorite bloggers who is taking some time off from writing. I guess that’s what you get when you are honest with yourself and honest with the world: knowing when it is time to just let go. I wish her the best. She’s been hinting at dealing with some emotional stuff in the last couple of posts. I know others who were and are drawn to her are thinking about her as well.

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I
Have
Learned
So much from God
That I can no longer
Call
Myself
A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
A Buddhist, a Jew.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself
With me
That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even pure
Soul.
Love has
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
And freed
Me
Of every concept and image
My mind has ever known.
~ Hafiz ~